Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 30 He is a beautiful snake spirit
Feng Beiting paused while turning the Rubik's Cube, and tapped the letter M on the center block with his white fingertips. A bright smile appeared on his lips, "I heard that Ms. Zeng is going to make a movie based on ancient country Z in the future." A martial arts scene in the background?"

"……Um."

"Are you looking for a substitute? Or do you do it yourself?" Feng Beiting asked without focus or direction, as if he really just cared about the celebrity's private life on a whim.

"If it's particularly difficult, a substitute will be arranged." Unable to guess his intention, Zeng Wan didn't dare to speak too much.

Nodding thoughtfully, Feng Beiting didn't say anything else, and concentrated on playing with the Rubik's Cube.

Zeng Wan didn't dare to disturb him, even though she was full of doubts and wanted to ask.

About half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of a club. Feng Beiting got out of the car first, and Zeng Wan followed behind him with a sprained and trembling leg, not daring to take a step.

Zeng Wan is no stranger to this club, because she has accompanied bigwigs from all walks of life to come here before.

But it was the first time that a situation as embarrassing as today was.

Feng Beiting went directly to the box on the top floor. When Zeng Wan followed him in, her footsteps were obviously hesitant.She subconsciously glanced at the surveillance camera above the corridor, thinking that if something "accident" happened to her here today, she wondered if anyone would know.

"Don't look, those cameras are just for display." Feng Beiting's voice sounded faintly.

Zeng Wan was taken aback, and before the fear crept into her eyes, she heard Feng Beiting's low-pitched laughter, soft, like a whisper between lovers, very pleasant.

"I lied to you."

He smiled, but there was a cold look between his brows.

Zeng Wan walked into the room in amazement, and saw two things in the center, both covered with black velvet cloth, it was impossible to see what they were.

Feng Beiting went to the sofa in the room and sat down. His slender legs were leisurely crossed, his hands resting casually on his thighs, he was still fiddling with the Rubik's Cube with great interest, showing a little looseness in his seriousness .

"Choose one from the left or the other." Feng Beiting opened his lips, his amber eyes gleaming, as if he was playing some interesting game.

Zeng Wan's lips started to tremble, and she was on the verge of collapse.

She didn't know what he asked her to choose, and she was completely at a loss as to what the outcome would be after the selection.

However, it doesn't work if you don't choose.

The cold sweat dripped down on her forehead, and just as Zeng Wan was caught in a battle between heaven and man, Feng Beiting's smiling voice sounded again, with a very relaxed tone, "One is to beat someone, the other is to be beaten, Miss Zeng wants to choose which one?"

Hearing this, Zeng Wan was even more confused.

What is "beating" and "being beaten"? !

Seeing her bewildered face, Feng Beiting knew that thinking would be troublesome for her, so he took the initiative to help him make a choice.

"Miss Zeng seems to like to slap people..." The expression in Feng Beiting's eyes suddenly changed from a warm spring day to a cold winter, "Then this is it."

He raised his hand and pointed, and immediately someone stepped forward and lifted the black cloth.

Looking at the wooden stake that was one person tall, Zeng Wan forgot even her fear for a moment, and she froze in place.

This is……

What do you mean?
Looking down at the Rubik's Cube in his hand, Feng Beiting turned it slowly.

"You just slap it until you feel satisfied." He slowly raised his eyes, the smile on his face can be called "understanding", "Practice in advance, and the shooting will be smoother .”

"W-what?!" Zeng Wan was astonished.

"My patience won't last me to say it a second time." He was still smiling, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Zeng Wan clenched her lower lip, and suddenly knelt down at his feet, "Fourth Young Master... I am not smart, if there is something that makes you unhappy, please tell me clearly, I will definitely change it..."

"You're really not very smart." He's said so much, she still doesn't know why he came to her.

If it wasn't for his family Mianmian, he wouldn't even bother to say a word to her.

Slowly leaning over to her, Feng Beiting rested his elbow on his lap, with a strange coldness in his eyes, "No one can hurt her."

"……Who?"

"I'm counting to three, and I'm about to start." He lazily straightened up and leaned back against the back of the sofa, and slowly raised three fingers. The joints were well defined and beautiful.

Even if this beautiful hand is about to bring about very ugly results.

Zeng Wan got up from the ground with shaking legs, stumbled towards the stake that was taller than her, and stretched out her hand tremblingly.

She slapped it with a "snap", and the palm of her hand turned red immediately, and the pain made her tears roll in the circles of her eyes.

Rather—

A certain young master was not satisfied.

Feng Beiting lightly pressed his ear with his index finger, his eyes showed doubts, "Did you hit me? I didn't hear the sound."

Zeng Wan held the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, her palm trembling slightly.

She gritted her teeth, and slapped her hard again.

The smile on Feng Sishao's face was finally a bit real, "It sounds good, continue."

Zeng Wan: "..."

Is this man crazy? !
Just looking at the despair in Zeng Wan's eyes, the prison temple knew what was going on in her heart.She must think that the Fourth Young Master of their family is a crazy and perverted snake spirit. In fact, not only Zeng Wan, but also the prison temple thinks so, even Yunque, Su Fu, and everyone who often follows Feng Beiting thinks so .

If you really want to delve into the difference between Feng Beiting's psychic and other psychics, it is that he is more beautiful than other psychics.

Of course, he was also sicker than others.

From the day Prison Temple was with Feng Beiting, he knew that the young master he was going to serve was abnormal.

Normally, he is perverted enough, but if it involves Miss Jiang's affairs, he is perverted plus.

Prison Temple still remembers that when the previous old Patriarch first let the Fourth Young Master take over the affairs of the Feng family, many people felt that he was too feminine and did not have the kind of domineering and domineering that a superior person should have. Out of dissatisfaction, there are even desperate private connections.

Feng Beiting's policy at the beginning was to ignore it, but later some people from the older generation openly challenged him.

Prison Temple remembered what the other party said, "Stinky boy! Are you ignoring me?!"

Then, that person got Feng Beiting's attention.

And then--

No one in the Feng family wanted to get Feng Beiting's attention anymore.

Only then did they understand that only by being ignored by him can they live in peace. If one day he puts his attention on you, the best solution is to kill himself as soon as possible, so as not to fall into his hands and life would be worse than death.

The first time Feng Beiting said something when he was in the Feng family, it still makes people feel terrified when they think about it.

He said, "It is far more interesting to let people live in pain than to let them die happily."

Having been by Feng Beiting's side for so many years, no one knows the meaning behind this sentence better than Prison Temple.

The four young masters of their family...

He is a smiling person who knocks off other people's fingers one by one.

That kind of cruelty existed in his bones.

Zeng Wan offended Ms. Jiang this time, and it is estimated that the next days will be very "full", so full that she will question her life.

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　　ps: Fighting and killing are too violent. Our Fourth Young Master Feng is a stylish snake spirit, and what he does must make you unpredictable hahahahaha~
　　
　
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